People are in Marvel, and the system is working as a worker

"Watch."

A cloud of mist hits the face.

Slightly dazed.

Geralt found himself watching Harold's revolving door of life from God's perspective.

All roads lead to Rome, and some people were born in Rome.

Harold comes from a famous financial family.

It can be said that he was born with a golden key in his mouth.

Houses, luxury cars, airplanes and yachts, things that most people strive for their entire lives to obtain, Harold has at his fingertips.It was too easy to come by, and Harold couldn't be satisfied by what others could only dream of.

So Harold began to search for the meaning of life.

It is said that money cannot buy love.

Harold has a short stature, a middle-aged Mediterranean baldness and a general belly, but there is no shortage of beauties around him, including fat, thin, white, black, yellow and brown.He has been married five times and has never been crazy about a woman. Maybe the women he meets have secretly set a price, and the only difference is the price.

Harold did not love his wife or his children.

The lack of emotion left him lonely and empty.

Harold once worked hard to take the family business to new heights.

However it is not required.

The big family's resources such as connections, information, talents, etc. do not need to work hard at all, and money will flow in like tap water.

The world is like this, it is easier for rich people to make money.

At last.

Harold, like many rich kids, fell into the illusion brought about by drugs.Until one day, someone gave him a black business card: one side had a white skull pattern, and the black eye sockets were filled with maggots.The other side just has a phone number.

The man told Harold that his name was Sheila and that he was a businessman who sold special things, such as pain, torture, and killing.

Sheila takes a blindfolded Harold to a room.

Dark, damp, and empty.

There was a middle-aged man in the room, haggard and thin, with fear hidden in his numb eyes.

Sheela said the middle-aged man was terminally ill and volunteered to be killed in exchange for money for his family.

His price is... 2 Baileys.

Incredibly cheap.

Sheila handed Harold a loaded revolver.

"I wish you a good time." Silla bowed gracefully and left with a smile.

Harold held the revolver, hesitating until his palms became sweaty.He pointed the gun at the middle-aged man's temple.

boom!

Red blood and white brains splashed on his face. Harold pressed his heart and felt the violent heartbeat.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The shock gradually turned into morbid laughter.

Next, Harold would buy "death" from Sheila every once in a while.

After about a year, Harold became dissatisfied.At this time, Sheila recommended higher-level services to Harold.

Commodity carriers are no longer “volunteers”.

But innocent people kidnapped.

They were hung, tied to chairs, or fixed to beds.And Harold used knives, pliers, sticks, hammers, flamethrowers, all kinds of heinous things, and tortured people to death with unspeakable torture.

Amid the screams, Harold felt himself sublimated.

[Anger +1%

Anger +1%

Anger +1%

...]

Text messages scrolled through Geralt's mind.

Even though he had experienced various cruel supernatural events, even though he knew it was just a memory, even though he claimed to be rational, Geralt was still angry.

Anger burned in his chest, like a volcano about to erupt.

How can humans be so cruel!

Hell is empty, the devil is on earth.

Half a month ago, Harold suffered a heart attack and died after ineffective rescue efforts.

What follows is Harold's memory as a ghost.

On the first day, Harold was confused and wandering around.

The next day, after waking up, Harold tried to leave the villa, but was stopped by invisible forces.

On the third day, relying solely on his own negative energy, Harold became an evil spirit. He could not only appear in front of people, interfere with the living world, and awaken special abilities.

Evil people live, evil spirits die.

dross!

……

……

The revolving door was very long, but the reality only lasted a moment.

The Book of Proverbs has finally changed:

Page [1]——Personal attributes: [Occupation: Demon Hunter Lv1 (30/100)]

Page [2]——The claw hammer and vacuum cleaner icons have changed.

[Item name: Black goat (claw hammer).

Category: Magic Tool

Rage value: 100%

Function: Strength +50%, 30% chance of ignoring defense (the opponent's strength is higher than the user's, and the chance of armor breaking is reduced)

Additional skills: Rage burst]

[Unlocking conditions: The accumulated anger value reaches 100%. 】

[Anger Burst: When the anger value reaches 100%, all anger will be released in the form of a shock wave. 】

[Item name: Lord of the Flies (vacuum cleaner)

Appearance: Vacuum cleaner

Category: Magic Tool

Function: Absorb corpses or spirit body residues with supernatural properties to increase personal attributes. 】

[Unlock condition: Destroy a supernatural creature]

The unlocking conditions are not difficult, but they are not explained at the beginning.So Geralt had no idea how to unlock other items.

The ability of the items made Geralt quite satisfied, and he could finally get rid of the title of "housekeeping player".

Page [3] - Information about Harold Cobos:

[Name: Harold Cobos

Race: Ghost (evil spirit)

Skill: Absorb negative emotions

Revolving Lantern: Watched.

Status: soul-crushing]

Finally, there is the bookmark sandwiched between the pages:

[Item name: Middle-aged man’s lifelong enemy

Category: Bookmarks

Effect: Hairline retreat speed doubled, valid for 30 days

Note: Only effective for middle-aged men over 35 years old]

Geralt was shocked: the effect of this bookmark was so vicious.

He is worthy of the title of lifelong enemy of middle-aged men.

It's just this bookmark, is it...serious?

Geralt suddenly looked across. There was black mist left after Harold's death floating in the air.

"Lord of the Flies!" Geralt summoned the newly unlocked magic tool.

The Lord of the Flies still looks like a horizontal vacuum cleaner, but its appearance has changed drastically.

There are two rows of fangs on the outer edge of the mouth, a fly's compound eye on each corner of the mouth, and a long pink tongue with barbs hanging out.

The dust collector is round, with two wheels at the bottom, and the dust collection cover is painted with green [Lord of the Flies pattern].

This look... Geralt actually found it ugly.

Geralt had more ways to use Lord of the Flies in his mind.

He held the handle and pointed the nozzle at Harold's remaining black mist, "Swallow it, Lord of the Flies!"

The Lord of the Flies made a "buzzing" sound, opened his mouth, rolled his tongue, and sucked in the black mist.

He smacked his mouth, looking like he was still unfinished.

Reminder in mind: [Spirit +1]

[Name: Geralt Winchester

Race: human

Sex: Male

Age: 18

Occupation: Demon Hunter Lv1 (30/100)

Attributes: Strength 15, Spirit 16, Agility 17, Constitution 18

Talent: Spiritual Vision Lv1

Skills: Night Vision (Special Vision Additional Ability 1), Winchester Fighting Technique, Forbidden Spell Pattern

Attribute Points: 0

Skill Points: 0

Status: Healthy]

The agility did increase by 1 point, Geralt felt refreshed, but other than that there was nothing special.

Maybe the attribute value has been added too little and a qualitative change has not yet occurred.

"Haha, unlocking two magic tools, adding experience and attributes, the harvest is big enough... You can't be too greedy." Geralt warned himself.

Geralt walked around the huge villa and found no other ghosts.

He took out his mobile phone and called the guild's customer service number.

connected.

"Miss Elizabeth, I am White Wolf."

"Your Excellency Bailang, Elizabeth is at your service wholeheartedly!" A sweet voice came from the mobile phone.

Miss Elizabeth.

Guild Operator, whose qualifications date back to the founding of the Witcher Guild.The sweet voice has remained for thousands of years, and the true identity is still a mystery.

"Task number: TGW20020621-18-D, completed, please accept."

"Okay, we will arrange the acceptance inspection for you immediately. You can leave first. The acceptance results will be notified via SMS on the site. Please wait patiently."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, it's your duty."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Not long after the SUV left the villa, someone on the roadside stretched out his hand and gave him a thumbs up - meaning he was hitching a ride.

Gunmetal gray suit, lined with black bottoming shirt, brown formal leather shoes, fedora gentleman hat.

It was late at night, and this gentleman was dressed quite strangely.

Ordinary people probably don't dare to park.

Park the car and roll down the windows.

"Where?"

"Hello." The man took off his gentleman's hat, bowed slightly and said, "I'm very sorry, I am the task publisher of the Haunted Villa, Luke Roman."

Geralt looked at Luke Roman. His face was strong and he was in his mid-40s, giving him a meticulous first impression.

"Mr. Roman, this seems to be against the rules." Geralt said.

"If I remember correctly, the guild does not stipulate that the task issuer cannot contact the demon hunter who is performing the task. In fact, contacting the employer is also one of the daily tasks of the demon hunter. The difference is that this time it is an online task, and the contact occurs in After the mission is completed."

Luke leaned forward again, "But it was indeed presumptuous. I'm very sorry."

What Luke said makes sense. The guild does not have many rules and does not have strong constraints on its members. It is more like a loose alliance.

Geralt opened the door and got out of the car.He became slightly interested in Luke's purpose.

Luke then saw clearly that Geralt was younger than he thought.

Teenagers who are eighteen or nineteen years old...young means that the teenager in front of them is a genius.But young geniuses are like well-growing saplings. .

What Luke needs is a towering tree that can immediately provide shelter from the wind and rain.

Luke was a little disappointed.

He quickly calmed down and handed over his business card with both hands, "Luke Roman, head of Roman's agency."

Geralt took the business card and said, "Real estate agency?"

"Yes, but it's a little different from ordinary real estate agents." Luke said a professional term, "Mainly responsible for contaminating real estate."

Then explained:

"The so-called contaminated property refers to a house where unfortunate events have occurred, including but not limited to murder, accidental death, and haunting."

"Some contaminated properties are completely normal. Strange light reflections, rats in the pipes, lights flickering on and off due to unstable voltage, plus psychological effects... A normal house will give people a creepy feeling and it will be over. It has depreciated significantly, with a maximum drop of 35%, and it still cannot be sold.”

"Of course, some of them cannot be explained by science. For example, the newly moved goblins are particularly noisy, ancient ghosts in old houses and other supernatural events."

"So? What does this have to do with you staying here?" Geralt leaned against the car door and took out a lighter.

Ding!

The sound is crisp and pleasant.

Luke offered the cigarette knowingly.

"Don't smoke."

Geralt waved his hand and declined.

His lighter is a special lighter, and the oil tank is filled with corpse oil, which is used to attract ghosts after being lit.So Geralt didn't start the fire, just listened to the crisp sound.

Geralt thought of the lighter among the seven magic tools. He wondered what it would look like after unlocking it and what effect it would have.

"Smoking is harmful to your health. It's better not to smoke." When he was refused the cigarette, Luke was not embarrassed and said: "I have a special team that specializes in dealing with contaminated properties. It can deal with floating spirits and mischievous ghosts. For example, this time in the villa The evil spirits can only seek help from outside."

"The problem is, it takes time from the time the task is posted on the official website until someone accepts it, and then to the specific execution stage, and some events can't wait." Luke sighed: "Fortunately, the evil spirits in the villa haven't started killing people yet this time."

Luke also tries to stop the haunted house explorers, but to no avail.First, the villa was too big and they lacked manpower and energy.Secondly, people who like to commit suicide cannot be persuaded by good words, and the more they are banned, the more aggressive they become.

To put it simply, Luke and others are not professional superheroes who are on duty 24 hours a day, all year round.They are willing to tell people that it is a piece of shit and cannot be eaten. If someone insists on trying it, they will not persuade them earnestly.

It's hard to persuade the damn ghost with good words, and the great mercy will not save him from death.

Geralt understood what Luke meant, thought about it, and introduced himself, "Geralt Winchester."

Luke was obviously stunned and said uncertainly: "Winchester...that Winchester?"

"That Winchester." Geralt smiled.

If you say that the Winchesters are the strongest family in the demon hunting world, some people must be dissatisfied.But no one objects to adding "one", right?

The shadow of the tree of names.

Luke shook hands with Geralt like a little fanboy, "Nice to meet you, nice to meet you."

After chatting for a while, Geralt left his mobile phone number and drove away.

When the taillights disappeared, a van drove over and stopped next to Luke.

The driver is a young black girl with dreadlocks, a nose ring, and flowery arms.She is Zoe, the office manager of Roman Agency.

Luke sat in the passenger seat.

"Luke, how was the conversation?"

"good."

Luke added, "His last name is...Winchester."

"That Winchester?" Zoe had the same question as Luke.

"That Winchester." Luke's answer was the same as Geralt's.

Zoe sighed, “That’s really a treasure.”

A bearded man in a floral shirt in the back seat said, "But you're too young. It's hard to do anything without hair on your mouth..."

His name is Phil, Roman Agency investigator.

Zoe squinted, "You do have hair on your mouth. Do you know how to deal with evil spirits? I went in there and didn't even break out. Are you old enough to live like a dog?"

"You..." Phil choked and stopped talking.

Luke said: "I know you are in a bad mood, don't bring your emotions to work."

Zoe breaks up with her girlfriend, and Phil has a fight with her boyfriend.

Love makes people violent, marriage makes people explosive.

……

……

Back home in Black Pine Town, it was almost twelve o'clock.

"Master, I made apple pie."

"Well, let me take a shower first."

Cerberus raised his head on the sofa, saw that Geralt was not injured, and lay down again.

Before taking a shower, Geralt took off the equipment piece by piece, inspected it, wiped what needed to be wiped, oiled what needed to be oiled, and then placed them one by one on the weapon rack.

"black goat."

Geralt said silently.

A strange-looking claw hammer appeared in his hand.

Bone hammer handle.

The black hammer has a round head and two spiral goat horns.